A few years back when I decided to create this blog—or as I like to think of the time, the good old golden days when I was too ignorant to r...

Ten days. Ten days I hadn’t shot. Piece of cake, I’d thought originally. With the holidays, with family continually around, with school out ...

It’s the new year. You’ve decided you need to make some resolutions—get your life back on track. I feel you. You’ve come to the right place...

New York City is a wonderful place to be alone. I know, I know—it’s a place where citizens jostle shoulder to shoulder in the subways and st...

In my youth I never dated. I never experienced that first blush of embarrassment upon asking a girl (or a boy) out for a movie. I never had ...

Outside the bedroom window, dark muffles the city. Like a woolen blanket, it settles on the river and renders bridges into vague memories of...

There’s an expression men wear on their faces in certain naked moments. It’s a look of religion; it’s the look of truth about to be told. Th...